Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Rhyme

High Places

The high places
are where the rich and poor go
Venues where they congregate,
order the strong drink and rub the elbow
They come together,
no matter the social strata
The high place
is the place you wanna go
to take a toke or a sip ...
and do a little idol worship
At the high place,
they all come together ---
no matter the time, day or weather
To hear the gladiator cheers,
to hoist the whiskey and beers
To inebriate their personal fears
at concert halls or cosmopolitan malls,
ritzy cabarets or plush chateau getaways
Go to an immaculate high place,
if you wanna get dirty lowdown
Take a trip,
baby, to Las Vegas town
Walk the tourist strip,
sample the forbidden fruits all around
Visit a Dagon high place, if you dare ... just don't be there
when the walls come tumbling down

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Eve Roper February 20, 2017 at 1:47 PM Give me the money and I'll run :) spending it foolishly is not my thing, I enjoy the luxury of spending it on bills..... good write... Hugs

Charlie Smith February 19, 2017 at 7:46 PM Good advice Rev. Robinson...well done

Cheryl Hoffman February 19, 2017 at 6:00 PM They must have money to burn, especially throwing it out at another roll of the dice turn! Great thought provoking write about foolish idol worship Freddie!~P & L~Che :)

Adeniji Toluwalope Gideon February 19, 2017 at 4:17 PM Good liquor with limits gives genius better discerning and lets poets unveil the hidden lines. Nice craft, my friend. A big 7.

Probir Gupta February 19, 2017 at 10:05 AM lovely finishing ... 'when the walls come tumbling down' ... a very enjoyable poem ... of direct life and its varied bubble ...